if fishing is what lifts up your heart, then fishing is your prayer
— Brother David Steindl-Rast
caught
between these mountains
we are held by the sky
the way fish are held by the river
this morning, the sun
broke the surface of the clouds
casting extravagant rainbows into space
it was all I could do to keep from leaping
for the simple joy of it, tail-dancing
across the valley floor, gills flapping
striking up and out toward heaven
taking the bait completely, caught
by this implausibly beautiful world
hook, line and sinker
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